Outcast Planet: The Emperor of Planet
Aldor and vulo were busy nailing planks across the crystal chunks used for windows. a few of the windows had been chipped or shattered by stray gunfire earlier.
Take Me Baby (WIP)
The young man looked up from his work, sawing through a wooden plank to make part of a desk, and his eyes immediately widened when they met charlie's.
The First Cycle: Full Story
She sighed as she stared up the plank which led up to the rail of the boat and hesitated for a moment, still trying to find the courage to push forward, but uncertainty still held her to the spot like chains.
Moonlight in Vermont (Chapter 1)
planks, shingles, and branches litter the water, beat the hull, and crunch like bones in the prop blades. the water roars; the brahmin bay and whinny. there goes the rudder again. starboard this time.
Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire. Part 12.
Linkin's private yacht, linkin's pride, pulled into her private mooring station which was on the river thames, once the yacht had stopped and had been secured, tony and i slowly made our way towards the gang plank.
Conflict Pt 1
He was looking at a mud soaked wooden plank. a wall of mud soaked wooden planks to be exact. the stench of earthy decay, mildew, the acrid scent of gun smoke mixed with the metallic odor of blood.
An Assassination
Scrabbling at the damaged planks, he managed to grasp at the shattered edge of a broken piece of wood.
Blue Valley Underground - Part 16 - Knife
There was a small, barely-noticeable gap at the bottom of two wall planks. miss krista shoved her fingers in the gap and pulled, and just like mr. callahan's false wall panel, the planks lifted and exposed a long, descending staircase.
Nighthawk Chapter 0-Prologue
With catlike grace caul put down the planks which served as door and strode towards the little campfire illuminating the greasy tunnel.
The New Apprentice #2
Elric made sure to place a plank of wood on its surface, reading 'sold'. jon hadn't yet learnt how to read, but he'd managed a few words. 'sold' was one of them. "good boy."
The Seaworthy Scavs of the S.S. Firehead CH 1 (OOPS)
\>you feel the cold blade of a dagger press against your throat as you look up to see the old one-eyed yinglet again staring down at you \>”come on skin, its time you walk ze plank” he said “the plank? what plank?”
The Yiff-A-Cub Club (part 2)
After eleven straight minutes of getting his ass railed, the bunny was little more than a sniffling, whimpering mess clutching at the park bench planks for dear life. tears stained the fur on the 8-year-old's cheeks.